Tuesday. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is still one day left before the start of "The Years of Burning Passion", "Perfect Accusation" and "My Eventful Years".

Everyone on the Internet is going crazy.

"It's finally going to be broadcast!"

"This cliff is going to be tough!"

"I'm really looking forward to it, three TV series in a row to fight for ratings. ”

"No, and I heard that this time the schedule was changed by Yang Feng and Situ Junyi privately. ”

"Not really. ”

"That's what the grapevine says, who knows if it's true or not. ”

"Don't underestimate the gossip, the gossip in the entertainment industry is more real than the official release. ”

"That's the end, Chenyang can't win this time, Situ and Yang Feng are going to slap their faces with their works. ”

"Silence. ”

"Silence +1."

Many people are not optimistic about Chenyang and "The Years of Burning Passion", after all, compared with these little fresh meat, what do you have in Chenyang?

Old actors?

Old drama bones?

Old artists?

Don't be funny, this world is originally a world of faces, what can you do with these!

……

Kamikawa Entertainment Company.

Qiao Meng was also watching the news.

Yang Feng came in, "Sister Qiao, what are you looking at?"

Qiao Meng didn't raise his head and said, "Watch the news." ”

Yang Feng took a glass of water and sat on Qiao Meng's desk, blinked and thought, "It seems that nothing has happened in the entertainment industry recently, right?"

Qiao Meng lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "The entertainment industry is fine, but you and Situ have something." ”

Yang Feng smiled indifferently, "You said the collision period?"

Qiao Meng stood up and walked in front of Yang Feng, raised his eyebrows, leaned forward with his head raised and asked, "You did it on purpose?"

Yang Feng hooked Qiao Meng's chin, stepped forward, and kissed Qiao Meng's bewitching lips directly, "What about deliberately?"

Qiao Meng pushed Yang Feng away in a panic, "You're going to die, this is in the company." ”

Yang Feng said indifferently, "What about the company? The company contract stipulates that I am not allowed to fall in love, and I am not allowed to flirt?"

With an evil smile, Yang Feng stretched out his hand to stop Qiao Meng in his arms, bit her earlobe and said, "Are you going to your house or mine tonight?"

"Nasty. ”

"Don't you just love me?"

"Let your fans know that you are so prodigal in private, they must lose their fans, and I will see what you do when the time comes. Qiao Meng's little pink fist hammered on Yang Feng's chest, and he looked like he wanted to refuse and welcome, and he was coquettish in his arms.

Yang Feng is not the first artist Qiao Meng to bring, and similarly, he is not her first lover.

But it is undeniable that among so many lovers, she is only the most attracted to Yang Feng, and this man's every move can make her confused.

Yang Feng smiled evilly, holding Qiao Meng's small waist with one hand, but secretly walking on her body with the other hand.

"Hmm!" Qiao Meng frowned and gasped, his expression couldn't tell whether it was painful or pleasant, and his breath was disordered, "I hate it, damn it, ...... Let go of me. ”

Yang Feng used his hand hard and threatened, "Do you dare to say what to do with me?"

Qiao Meng begged for mercy, "Don't dare, don't dare anymore." ”

Yang Feng grabbed Qiao Meng two more times, and then let go of her, and said quietly, "Last time, that guy in Chenyang gave me an ugly look in public, this time, we called him good-looking!"

……

Imperial capital.

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Chenyang was about to fall asleep when Yue Peng's call came.

"Hey, editor-in-chief. ”

"Xiao Chen, have you slept?"

"Not yet, what's wrong with the editor-in-chief?"

Since signing the Capital Daily, Yue Peng has attached great importance to Chenyang.

Although it has been over for a while now, this friendship will not be broken because of the end of the book.

Yue Peng smiled, "It's nothing, didn't I just watch the news, saying that your TV series is going to collide with two little fresh meats?

Chenyang said, "Thank you, editor-in-chief, but our newspaper can't help with this matter, you don't have to be busy, anyway, the film has been cut, and when the time comes, it will be a mule or a horse to come out and slip." ”

Yue Peng smiled and said, "Listen to what you mean, are you confident?"

Chenyang said modestly, "Where, I also feel apprehensive, it's just that I feel that justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, no matter how popular they are, they can't keep people without acting skills." ”

Yue Peng said, "Okay, since you said so, then I'll wait to see your results tomorrow, and I'll launch the big guy when the time comes, but Xiao Chen, I can tell you, if you need help from the newspaper, you just have to speak, other newspapers can't do it, it's still okay to advertise and write a column." ”

Grateful in his heart, Chenyang said, "Cheng, I'll call you when the time comes." ”

"That's fine, that's it. ”

"Hey, okay. ”

Pressed the phone.

Within two minutes, my mother's call came.

"Mom. ”

"Have you eaten?"

"Eat, can I skip dinner so late?"

"So have you eaten enough these days?"

Chenyang asked inexplicably, "What are you holding on to when you are full?"

Mom is on fire, "How can you fight in the ring with people everywhere if you don't have enough to eat?" Look at what you are being said on the Internet now, don't you want your 20 million anymore. ”

Chenyang understands now, my mother thinks that she has nothing to do and is looking for something to deliberately use "The Years of Burning Passion" to scare Yang Feng and Situ Junyi's new drama.

With a wry smile, Chenyang said, "What are you talking about, what do you mean that I have nothing to do and am full of food, obviously someone else came to provoke me without anything, what can I do if people spend money to change the schedule." ”

After a pause, Chenyang continued, "Besides, even if I stagger the schedule, people can still come up, what do you want me to do." ”

The old mother scolded angrily, "Hey, these little kings and eight calves, what's wrong with being tired and crooked? Is there such a bully?"

Chenyang shouted, "Yes, you also saw it, they bullied me like this, and I didn't have any tricks, so I could only follow hard." ”

Mom cut her voice, "Okay, okay, but you can be wronged, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp, this time is over, it's time to come back, you can't interfere with this rating." ”

Although my mother is not an insider, in the past six months, in order to better understand the world of Chenyang, she has made up for the professional terms in the entertainment industry.

Ratings or something, my mother still roughly understands something.

There is really nothing Chenyang can do about this kind of thing that is determined by the market, unless you spend money to buy it.

Of course, Chenyang doesn't bother to do this kind of thing.

Besides, even if he spends money to buy ratings, he shouldn't spend money.

Holding the phone, Chenyang promised, "Okay, okay, I'll go back tomorrow, and we'll watch the TV series at home then." ”

"Ming'er is back?"

Mom's tone hasn't changed, but she can hear it, and she is happy in her heart.

Chenyang was also very happy in his heart, he hadn't been back for a long time, and he was also homesick.